Just to connect this looped tangent with the original topic...
Once upon a time, a little bee was cheerily flying home. She was very excited, because she had discovered she could carry cow dung in her sacks just as well as pollen. After many such trips, lo and behold, her hive had filled up with a black tarry substance in the cells where the honey used to be stored. The little bee called this "vegemite". None of her sisters, however, like this new form of food. One by one, out the door they marched, until they were all bearding. In the rain. At night.
Lone